The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-08-21
Every heart that hates to-day
Tomorrow loves again.
CHAPTER XXXVIII.

A few DAYS We're allowed the fair heiress
to rest, and the festivities and rejoicings be-
gan at the castle as a welcome to the young
heir and his lovely lady-now the mother Of
two beautiful babies.
The Countess Alsleigh, cor brownBetty, as
the Earl still called her, was the life of these
| gatherings, and the Earl wondered how he
could have been so blind as to have chosen
her for his son-she was thoroughly in love
with the young Count that many an
amused smile was caused thereby; and she
was so happy at the pleasant turn of affairs
| for her old playmate, and her much-loved
friend Nora. that she was as blithe as she
used to be before she became staid ma
tron. She glided around among the guests,
giving pleasure wherever she went.
The jubilee given by the Earl, as well
come to his son and Nora was to last all day
and finish with grand ball in the even
ing.
A large pavilion was erected on the green,
in front of the castle for the tenantry, and
there was dancing and music in which
all joined-the noble guest and enter
tanners unbending from their dignity and
joining with the common people.
And the feast! Never was such feasting
before. Great tables were spread ON the
lawn and whole oxen roasted and served.
Butts and casks of rare wine, that had lain
in the cellars of the castle for ages, were
drank to the health of the young lord and
his donnie blue-eyed lady"
Nora moved gracefully through the
throng winning all by her sweet beauty she
had kind word and a handshake for each
one--and there was universal "God bless
you" from all.
Little Arthur had his much-longed-for
pony, and cantered through the throng say
ing 'God speed" with great magnanimity
to the amusement of the two grandpas and
the delight of the tenantry-and won all
hearts when he descended from his much
loved steed to give sugar plum to crying
child
His father again" was the universal
murmur of those who had remembered Sir
Arthur in his boyhood's days.
Sir ArthuTS tutor was there, the vicar, and
proud to find that his pupil had chosen the
higher type of manhood, and was noble
representative of it.
Her Grace, the Duchess, much as she dis
liked travel and dreaded fatigue, had con-
descended to be present to welcome the
lovely girl about whom the world was raw
ing, and whose beauty and angelic grace had
won all hearts and stormed the citadel of
pride-crushing nightly its bulwarls.
Her heart was also won, and she present
ed the young wife with costly gifts.
The ball was a grand affair. All forgot
that there had been any difference between
the Earl and his son.
On this night all hearts were charmed
with the beauty Of Nora as they had
been with her mother before her.
Her lovely form was arrayed in a costly
robe of satin of the palest rose tint, over
which was draped the finest point lace. The
handsome family jewels of the Dudly's
flashed and glistened in all their splendor on
the alabaster neck and round, dimpled arms
and the already golden-crowned head.
Nora never felt so happy in her life be-
fore as she did this night.
She was attended around this glittering
ball room by her father her proud young
husband and her new father-the Earl; the
latter OF whom, in his repentance for his
former cruelty TO Nora, strove in every way
possible to obliterate any traces Of his harsh
ness from her mind--and he succeeded ad-
mirably. The sweet Nora, forgiving Nora,
soon loved him with all the warmth Of her
generous heart-and also the gentle mother
in whom she had found her longing and
and whom in return idolized this fair
daughter with passionate love.
The Duchess showed Lady Nora especial
attention--and for her sake and for mis- own
honest worth Jimmy also, who was present
at this splendid entertainment by especial
request
tastes. who had never been accustomed to
anything but an apple pairing or quilting
bee in his own rustic home on the other side
of the broad Atlantic, the scene was daz-
cling
Jimmy did not dance. His requirement
in that line consisted of the sailors horn
pipe, which was hardly admissible in this
fashionable assemblage; and his limbs had
become rather less agile since he had grown
old, for even that
But he watched his ''girleen" as she
moved in echo to thesweet strains of music,
for her movements were the veryzpoetry of
motion.
Never was such angelic grace and beauty